The Definition of a Protagonist and Cannon Fodder

Inside the room, the remaining ten people all gathered together.

Outside the window, snow was falling heavily.

Bob's twisted corpse was thrown downstairs, Eric was dragged into a car by that mysterious entity, his destination unknown. What should have been a lively Christmas party had turned into such a terrible mess.

Faced with an unknown Monster possessing supernatural Strength, these common were almost powerless to fight back, and their Unique two Hunting Rifle seemed to be of no use to the enemy.

Joshua excitedly suggested that everyone scatter and escape, since there was only one terrifying Monster and it couldn't catch them all without being able to capture them all. This way, perhaps some of them could survive.

The only remaining member of the team, Rohard, a young black man, angrily declared that he would fight the unknown Monster to the death and vowed to find and kill the guy hiding in the Shadow... Bob had died tragically earlier, was his best Friend.

As for Bai Zhi...

--The world is vast, but I am the greatest; my fate is in my own hands, not in the heavens. Why don't we all kill ourselves and leave that Monster completely bewildered?

These are someone's exact words.

Whether the Monster was confused or not is unknown, but everyone else certainly looked completely bewildered.

Ultimately, the group failed to reach a consensus on how to deal with the Monster.

Joshua led the group that insisted on scattering and fleeing through the snow, while Rohard and his group were determined to fight the Monster. The remaining group decided to find a safe place to hide...

Due to differing opinions, they were divided into three groups, with the number of participants being three, four, and three respectively.

In terms of personnel allocation, the four Player made completely different choices.

Bai Zhi and Xia Wen were in the second group, Sha Na was in the first group, and Xiao Yue chose the third group.

And so, according to their own ideas, the original ten-person group fell apart.

"What? Weren't you against us escaping from here? Why have you joined us now?"

Looking at Abel, who was wearing warm gloves and a cotton coat, Joshua spoke with a hint of sarcasm.

Like Eric, whose whereabouts and Life and Death are unknown, he was also one of the three who had been forcefully knocked down and dragged back by the other side.

She didn't say anything for a moment, but after turning her head to look at him expressionlessly, she took the lead and walked into the swirling snow.

With a cold snort, Joshua put on his snowsuit, slung his Inventory over his shoulder with some essential survival supplies, and then walked into the snowstorm in the opposite direction.

There's only one of those unknown Monster. Rather than staying in the villa and being toyed with like a cat to its death, it's better to split up and act like this, which will give us a chance to survive.

... as long as the first person they contact isn't them.

Taking a deep breath and silently encouraging himself, Joshua braved the wind and snow to move forward.

For some reason, the snowstorm tonight is unusually heavy; you can't see anything clearly if you're even a little distance away.

Instead of taking the main road, Joshua deliberately chose a different path down the mountain. This path was quite rugged, and the snow was almost up to his Calf, but it was the safest place in the woods.

... https://m. hetushu. com. com After all, the car that took Eric out earlier couldn't possibly have driven into this grove of trees, could it?

The swirling snow concealed any trace of his departure, and his white snowsuit provided excellent camouflage in this environment—how could anything possibly happen to him?

As Joshua trudged through the deep snow, he silently encouraged himself.

In his view, those who stayed in the villa, determined to fight the Monster, were the ones who were truly doomed.

How can human beings possibly fight against Monster with supernatural Strength?

He didn't know how much time had passed, but he finally emerged from the rugged forest and descended the mountain path. From where he was, he could already see the bustling scene in the town.

At this point, his feet were almost frozen stiff and had nearly lost all feeling, but the joy of surviving the ordeal overcame the physical discomfort.

Although the snow was quite heavy tonight, various vehicles were still passing by on the road from time to time. This place was no longer the eerie and terrifying scene of the villa on the mountain; it had returned to the human world.

Every now and then, a few kind-hearted people would see his miserable state and stop their cars to offer him a ride to town.

Unable to refuse their hospitality, and considering that half of his body was already frozen, Joshua finally got into a black sedan. Compared to the still snowing outside, the interior of the car was noticeably warmer.

But before Joshua could even settle into his seat in the back and thank the driver in front of the car, his left hand suddenly seemed to bump into something hard.

When driving at night, the interior lights are not turned on, so he didn't immediately realize what he had encountered.

At that moment, a familiar tune started playing from the car's stereo, along with the books... Joshua remembered it very clearly.

--This was the music playing in the car that had taken Eric away earlier.

Suddenly, an invisible fear crept onto Joshua's face.

As the slightly upbeat and playful music played, he slowly turned his head to look at his side, his face stiff.

... A distorted face came into his view.

"Are we really going to fight that Monster?"

Of the four people left behind in the villa area, Xia Wen secretly pulled Bai Zhi aside and asked him a few questions with a hint of nervousness.

Perhaps because he hadn't slept well and had drunk so much alcohol the night before, Bai Zhi now appeared noticeably absent-minded, even frequently lost in thought. Xia Wen, standing beside him, was extremely worried, fearing that Bai Zhi might overindulge and pass out.

"You need to understand one thing: we are the Protagonist."

Yawning, Bai Zhi turned his head and glanced at Rohard, who was holding a Hunting Rifle and guarding the window.

"In this style of story, the Protagonist always dies last. Where we are depends on where the main climax of the story is, do you understand?"

"I do not understand."

After thinking for a moment, Xia Wen shook his head decisively.

"... In other words, those who went out earlier were all Cannon Fodder."

Rolling his eyes, Bai Zhi patiently began to explain.

"The main story now revolves around those Cannon Fodder; none of them can escape. It won't be our turn until their side is finished, understand?"

"Hmm... what about him then?"

After thinking for a moment, Xia Wen asked again with a hint of doubt.

"So, his previous outing was because..."

"Don't ask me, I don't know. Go ask him."

"Well..."